"It is, except when the rain starts," he points out with a grin.

Her question is a good one and he lifts his head, staring out with a long, slow inhale as he considers it. The silence has just about settled when he decides. "Getting up early, before dawn when it's still dark, and hiking up a mountain. A challenging one, not a saunter. When it's cold and the wind howls harder the higher I climb. It's tough, and sore, but eventually... eventually you reach the top. The highest peak in a range. Just in time for the dawn to break."

Turning to her, he beams. "It's quite a reward, to sit on top of the world and watch the sunrise."